I may survive without
the essence of nature
I may survive without
the aid of strange people
I may survive without
the presence of civilization
but I may not survive without
experiences
the oxygen of my life
experience is my
life's breath
as what somebody knows
gained from mother's womb
end up to my imaginary tomb
experience is the architect
of my shdowy future
it teaches courage
everytime I fall
makes me laugh during victorious
days i have won under the sun
makes me cry in every
mistake i have done
treasured most all
my experiences
not as an escape goat
of human sufferings
but an indebtedness
being a part of my existence
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